My world is flat.
There is a horizon,
And that is the end.

You go beyond that point
And you fall off.

Nobody claims you.

If,
Having fallen,
You find a way
To swing a leg over
And climb back into the deep
And swim your way home

Where the sand is soft and deep
And full of creatures who understand
Flat earth
Tides
And how to live
As if their center

Were the center

Of the universe

Because it is

You will be welcome.

I will make of you a legend
Because you had the courage
To test the limits

That are immutably there.

You had to go.
I had to stay.

Everything is as it should be.
We do what we have to do.

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